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I used to believe only women who had sex were allowed to smoke. Whatever sex was.
My friend used to tell me that if you crossed a cigarrete lying on the road, you will become a smoker when you get older. And they only way to prevent it, is to spit on the cigarrete you cross.
I still remember spitting on the road whenever I stepped over a cigarrete. I hated becoming a smoker.
i thought when pepole were smoking they ate candles and i thought thats why my mom kept candles i dint know anything about tobbaco
I saw someone smoking when i was little, and i ran up to them shouting: "Watch out sir!!! your candy stick is on fire."
When I was very young, I told my father to quit smoking because I believed he would go to hell. He told me that he could never smoke as much as the cross that burned on our neighbors lawn.
When I was younger, my brother and his friends used to party alot and since they were teenagers, they dabbled with marijuana (quite frequently). They told me that the smell was cigars, and not until recently (my own dabbling) I figured out the smell.
in elementary school, i overheard a girl being scolded for smoking in the bathroom. "smoking in the bathroom" i thought. i later asked the girl what she ate for breakfast. rice crispies. i avoided them ever since.
A friend on mine thought that smoking menthal cigarettes would make his breath minty fresh.
I smoked exactly one time in my life. When I was about 6 years old, a friend and I found a partially smoked cigarette on the sidewalk. Using a magnifying lens to light it, we each took a drag off of it. I got very ill, and I remember thinking for months afterward that one puff had given me lung cancer. Since then, I have never smoked.
I used to think that when somebody quit "cold turkey", a turkey would come and knock you out cold and he would do it every night until you stopped smoking.
when i was younger I belived that if you touched a used cigerette 3 times that you would get a disease. I don't know why buy I stayed well away from cigerettes anyway
i used to think that you had to swollow the cigarget cuz when i was bout 6.. i would go to the bathroom and a cigarget would be in the toilet and i thought my step-dad had pooped it out...silly me!
I used to think the cigarettes that had speckly brown butts instead of white ones had extra salty flavoring on them, like pretzels or something.
i used to think that only men smoked (probably cos my dad does but mum doesn't and never has). this made me think that if a women ever did smoke she would go to hell (i also used to be a strong believer in heaven and hell and was scared beyond changing my pants that i would go to hell if i did even one thing naughty) anyway when i went to my mums friends house once i saw her smoking (i was about 5 at the time) so i just said 'No!!! you're going to go to hell when u die!' mum and her friend laughed at me and being 17 myself now i realise that women can smoke. i smoke myself as well, and im not that worried about going to hell anymore!
i used to think smoking (i was 4 at the time) made a girl become pregnant. all the cousins that i have that had kids all smoked, and i didnt know of any males that smoked until much later, like maybe 8.
When I was about 9, I read in a book (the Ramona Quimby books for those who remember those) about a girl who in order to get her dad to stop smoking made all these signs describing the dangers of smoking (such as fires, black lungs, etc) and put them all over the house. I thought I could do that with my parents since they both smoked. I put signs on their bedroom door, under my dad's razor, and in their bathrobe pockets. All these years later I never found out what they thought about all that, but it didn't work since they both still smoke 2-3 packs a day.
When I was little I seen a commercial on TV that talked about how your lungs turned black when you smoked. After hearing this I was horrified whenever my parents or grandpa would light up in front of me, to the point where I became hysterical because I somehow convinced myself I could "see" their lungs turning black.
I thought in order to smoke a cigarret, you had to eat it!
I believed that only well-off people could buy cigarettes, and poor people who smoked spent their time scouring the streets for cigarette butts to get a couple of drags from
A friend of mine used to believe that smoke stacks were there so that smokers could crawl up them to smoke. She figured they were all standing on the shoulders of the person below them.